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      Zero's Dream Journal

      Note: stuff in Italics is not stuff from the dream, it's stuff I'm commenting on.

      Sunday, Aug 14, 2005: Lucid experience here.

      Wednesday, Aug 17, 2005:
      I was in a school bus with my class, going to an excursion somewhere. I knew(saw?) that my friend Lisa was in the bus as well, and I wondered why she was going.
      (She's in a grade lower than me, and I thought it was unusual for 2 grade levels going on the same bus on the same excursion)
      I was sitting at the front of the bus, and the seats had nice wool covers on them. I was sitting at the part where two pairs of seats was facing each other, one facing forward and one facing backwards. I was sitting on the seat facing backwards, on the row of seats on the left side of the bus, I was at the window seat. I saw my school bag at my feet. No one else was sitting with me. I was waiting there for a few minutes until it got boring, and I remembered that I'd probably get carsick if I kept sitting on the backwards seat, so I started to shift to the seat facing forward, but I decided to sit back down again.
      (I would say that was probably because I was already comfortable in the seat I was sitting in)
      Soon, the bus stopped, and I got off.
      (I can't remember how I got off the bus)
      I started walking, and realised I forgot my bag, so I turned left and started heading up the ramp, where I saw my bag lying on the ground. I wondered how it got there, but I started going up the ramp to my bag. I remember that I passed by a boy to my left when I was walking(running?) up. When I picked up my bag, it was unusually light, and when I kept going up the ramp to follow the group I thought that I should've gotten the small messenger bag I used once before, instead of my usual backpack, because there wasn't much stuff in there. When the group stopped, I kept walking up to the teacher at the front to see where we were heading.
      We were in a small park-like area. I saw a footpath going forward, and one to the left. between those two footpaths, I saw a sign facing Diagonally at us. It looked like there was large green text on the top, bullet points in black text, and a bright(or dark?) line separating the two.
      (The black text was setup as if they were bullet points, but there were no bullets)
      On it I couldn't read all of it for some reason,
      (Oh wait, it was a dream.)
      but a few of the bullet points started with the word "Gun" or "Guns", and I quickly thought it was a shooting range or something. I asked the teacher where we were.
      "uh, where are we?"
      "We're at the police station"
      (The teacher, strangely enough, was my Form Teacher for this year.(Grade 10))
      I thought, "cool, an excursion to the police station."
      Someone (The teacher/another teacher/the guide/couldn't tell) told us to leave our bags at the tables behind us. I turned around and saw a pair of (picnic?) tables. I put my bag with the other bags in the table and started to try to get through the group of students to get back, when I saw my friend, Mark. He looked unusually young.
      (Mark was in the same primary school as me, and we went to different high schools, so I very rarely see him around.)
      This was when I realised that this was a dream. The Mark I was seeing was something out of my memory, and then I saw Jack, so I kinda just guessed that this was an excursion made of my friends. Then, I decided to try to fly, but when I crouched down ready to leap forward, I thought that I shouldn't, because of my previous dream, where I woke up. that and people were still standing in the way, so I thought that I couldn't fly anyway. So, deciding that I was at a Firing range after all,
      (Do police stations have firing ranges? well, there was a sign directing you to buildings about guns, maybe this one did.)
      I walked past the groupd of students, walked up to a table,
      (dunno how it appeared though)
      (closed my eyes?) and thought about a glock appearing on the table. I put my hand about (maybe?) an inch and a half above the desk, as if I was summoning something, and when I (opened my eyes?) and look at the table it was there. I picked it up and started shooting in random directions.
      (Can't remember which directions I was firing in)
      I realised that I might have shot at my friends, so I'd better stop shooting. This was when, all of a sudden, the scene disappeared, so a black abyss. all that was left was the glock I was holding, and the table where I picked it up from.

      This is where my memory goes fuzzy, I think I woke up because I heard something on the roof. probably a possum. Still, it was nice to see one of my friends from primary school.

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      Unknown Date, somewhere in late August.

      My memory is fuzzy, I can't remember when it happened, but I'm sure it happened twice.
      The two(?) dreams occured with thej same thing happening, It starts almost immediatly(?) when i go to bed, I keep thinking that I will have a lucid dream tonight. I can't remember if I was actually dreaming that, or thinking in real life. It's all a blur to me, maybe I fell into a dreamless sleep or maybe I was dreaming. I can't distinguish.

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      I think it's wierd that I'm bumping up this post and increasing my post count when I update this journal. at least I can tell the dreams apart and stuff by separating them by post.

      This particular dream is from last night, I remember I would only record Lucid dreams here, but this was an interesting one.

      I remembered it so clearly this morning, but since I had to go to school, I had forgotten so much, but this note I in my pocket, folded like a right angle triangle, reminded me of it. The pointy ends alerted me about the note.

      Sunday, 16 October, 2005

      'Tis blurry
      A strange setting. A road in front of me, but I am facing diagonally right. to the right I see greenery I couldn't make out, trees?
      I didn't pay attention to it
      there was alot of it. An arch bridge was behind it, but obscured by the trees(?). The ground, red pavement(?) Blurry, obscured with the greenery.
      I recalled the red pavement during one of my lessons, but I'm not sure if it was due to faded memory, or recall.
      I recall that somehow, I'm repeating these events. My friend, Jesse, to the left of me maybe, is looking to the distance, to the right. I am still facing the same direction as in the beginning, and I look in the distance, too. I see a castle, grey, stone. Jesse says he'll be right back, and he fetches his scooter.
      it's one of them ones where you put one foot on the scooter and push yourself along with the other one.
      I tell him that I want to come along too, so he says jump on. I put my right foot on the end of the scooter, and before I get a firm balance on the scooter, he starts to go. I fall over, but somehow, I am holding on to the scooter by my feet. I struggle to put my second foot back on the small scooter.
      I was somewhat sitting cross legged, and my feet was on the scooter.
      I can't get back up because of the speed we are going, and I didn't want to hit the Bitumen road, I struggled to get up but couldn't, but then we got there.
      Blurry, I don' think I ever got up, we were just.. there
      The castle. it seemed like a normal house, with a grey brick arch leading to a small courtyard.
      Relative to the readers, if there's any, the basic shape of this arch was like that arch in Paris.
      There were two black metal gates, quite short, part of a fence like thing.
      Didn't pay attention to that, either. The gates are about a metre away from that arch
      I knew he was here for a reason. wanted to look at something. Jesse started to open the first gate, and someone behind me yelled out "hey!" I turned around.
      "This is/get off my property!"
      Can't remember which, most of the spoken parts are now fuzzy
      The person was.. Brendan Fraser.
      I wonder what he represents in this dream? He's the guy who played the first George in the Jungle, in you don't know
      "What are you doing here?"
      I step back to Jesse, who was trying to open the second gate, "Why are you here anyway?"
      "This is the house where I was born/raised in/where my parents were" He says.
      Again, This is fuzzy, like almost all of the other spoken parts.
      I knew that he has something he has to do here. I turn back to Fraser. I repeat what Jesse says back to him.
      Not sure if I did this.
      "This is my property, you're trespassing, get off."
      "Come on, lets go." Jesse says.
      He walks off. I start walking, but then I turn back and face Fraser.
      "He has to purify and free his soul from this*. We'll be back."
      Fraser does a face, as if he understands, full of grief.
      again, cannot remember. *can't remember if I said from anything, actually.
      I leave, and go up and and around the fountain like area.
      It was a circular(maybe, but it was round) seating area, with a garden(?) in the center, now that I think about it, it was like the ones in the courtyard near the office at school.
      Many of my friends are sitting there, I walk around and see Jesse. I get his scooter(out of nowhere, I guess.) I tell Jesse, "Lets go."
      He walks up to me. he asks if I helped him push the scooter. I say, "uhh.."
      "Get off." he says. I get off, and James jumps on instead, with Jesse. they ride back to wherever.
      (It was never explained where I was)
      I'm stuck by myself. I start walking across the bridge, back to wherever. I think of something to myself,
      (I can't remember what)

      -End Dream-

      What thing that's interesting is what I say to that Fraser guy. "He has to purify and free his soul". I think it means that we must release all of our burdens before we are free. What's wierd was the feeling I had, as if I was repeating time itself. I wouldn't call it deja vu, it felt like something more.

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      I had this in the morning, I woke up at 6:30, but since I woke up quite early, I went back to sleep, causing a WILD. My memory is quite blurry on this one, more than the one on Oct 16. I keep lapsing in and out of lucidity, thus why I can't remember it clearly. This is based in my school, so whoever reads this may not understand it fully.

      Friday, 21 October, 2005

      For some reason, I knew this was a lucid dream from the start. I remember an episode of Ed, where Ed has a lucid dream and uses it to try to think of a way to say how he feels about that other lawyer he's working with. for some reason, I think this is why I'm in my lucid dream, I plan to look for her, and tell her how I feel.
      I am on the ramp thingy between A block and the roll room. She's there. but she's busy talking to someone. I wait, but I give up.
      ---can't remember---
      I am outside A05, where I have English. for some reason, everyone is sitting outside of the room. I sit down too, against the wall. I see Austin on the other side of me, to the right, leaning on the portrack.
      This is on the second floor of the building
      I get up again, heading toward the left, I step around a few people, but for some reason I go back to where I was sitting.
      I end up standing back on the ramp thingy again,
      Can't remember how
      She's gone. I run forward, I stop at the end, and look to the left. she's gone.
      For some reason, the area I am at is more like the C block upstairs area
      I think that she must be at the farm, since I think she's usually there, so I head back towards where my class is sitting, outside the room, I go down the stairs instead.
      the stairs are more like the C block stairs, instead of the A block stairs, where I'm supposedly at.
      I am outside the library, heading towards the farm, still. Someone stops me, and tells me something. He/she tells me something about the farm. Someone else comes along, when I start heading towards the farm again. I explain to her about what he/she said. The farm won't look right, because I don't know what the farm looks like, I've only seen some of it once. She interrupts and finishes my sentence. "At the expo."
      "Yeah."
      It wasn't the expo actually, it was the open day. I realised this a while after I woke up.
      I am past the garden, and crossing the farm road.
      the garden at the sport centre.
      The person accompanying me tells me to look out. I look to the right, a car is turning left and is heading toward us.
      the road doesn't go in that direction, though. also, the road wasn't black bitumen, it was white cement, like the footpath.
      The road/footpath is lined with flowers on the side.
      red or pink flowers, now that I think about it.
      She tells me to throw the chair at it. I roll the swivel chair at it, it hits the car, doing visible damage to the front. and we are able to get past.
      Swivel chair? was I on it?
      I am in front of the farm. the person who was with me is gone. I continue looking for the girl, and I'm trying not to get spotted.
      heh, Tactical Espionage Action. we have to have a farm pass to be at the farm.

      -Incomplete-
      Right now I haven't finished recording it. I'll finish it in another post, from around this point on, I have trouble maintaining lucidity and I eventually lose it, and the dream goes out of control, then I wake up. It's hard to describe the rest, drawings would be better.

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      [url=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/D%C3%A9j%C3%A0_v%C3%A9cu]Deja vecu, it's called[/i].
      Dreams.. Dreams in Silent Memory..

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